Yin Fu said, "That's right. While Wan Ping Villa opposes the Ming Tian Cult, they are the type who do as they please. When they need to be unreasonable, they are. They are no different in bullying the weak with their strength. However, they have occasionally organized sieges against small branches of the Ming Tian Cult and protected some people being chased by the Ming Tian Cult. Thus, they can be considered a semi-righteous force."
Ming Zhi Tian had a general understanding of the overall strength in this Divine Martial Continent. Most were around the second to sixth level of the Divine Might Realm. As someone at the first level of the Divine Luo Realm, even with his Diamond bloodline that allowed him to fight across realms, he still felt uneasy.
He was very grateful to Yin Fu for patiently analyzing so much for him. "Thank you, Young Master Yin. I am very grateful for you introducing me to so much."
Yin Fu waved his hand slightly. "Ah, Brother Zhi Tian, you are too polite. It's just a small effort. Brother Zhi Tian, come, I'll show you our alchemy family's medicinal supply grounds."
Ming Zhi Tian nodded and walked inward with Yin Fu. "Why don't I see your sister?"
Yin Fu chuckled. "She was reprimanded by my father and didn't sleep well all night, so she didn't come along. What, Brother Zhi Tian wants my little sister to accompany you? I'll go call her right now."
Ming Zhi Tian quickly waved his hands. "No need, I just mentioned it casually."
Led by Yin Fu, what met their eyes were oddly shaped alchemy furnaces of various kinds. Beside each furnace, of varying sizes, was one or more alchemists refining pills.
Upon seeing Yin Fu approach, they subconsciously looked up, but quickly refocused on their furnaces, merely offering a perfunctory greeting, "Greetings, Young Master."
Yin Fu waved his hand. "Good morning, alchemists. Please don't mind me, continue."
Each of them was very serious about refining pills. Those working alone on one furnace were naturally only refining a single type of pill.
Those working in pairs on a furnace were clearly master and apprentice, or perhaps a combination for yin and yang, refining pills that required a large amount of spiritual energy.
Those with three to four people on a furnace were engaged in mass production. They spurred each other on and cooperated, not only saving time and spiritual energy but also producing the most refined, highest quality pills with the greatest effort.
As soon as his gaze swept across the area, he saw them taking out over ten relatively refined Grade Ten pills.
Then, Yin Fu introduced Ming Zhi Tian. "This is Scholar Ouyang Bo, who refines high-grade pills."
Ming Zhi Tian nodded and shook his hand. "Hello."
Yin Fu introduced Ming Zhi Tian to Ouyang Bo. "This is our Yin family's esteemed guest, Brother Ming Zhi Tian."
Ouyang Bo cast an appreciative look at Ming Zhi Tian. "Boss Ming, would you like a refined high-grade Kidney Nourishing Pill? It's very tonifying, it'll double your combat effectiveness at night."
Ming Zhi Tian forced a smile. "No need, thank you."
Yin Fu continued the introductions. "Grandmaster Yuan Ling, master of Grade Ten pills."
Ming Zhi Tian looked up, nodded, and shook his hand. "Hello, my name is Ming Zhi Tian."
"Master Huai Yue, master of Hundred-Grade pills."
Ming Zhi Tian couldn't help but glance more at Master Huai Yue, who was extremely focused, with twelve parts of his attention on the best alchemy furnace.
He thought, "Is this truly the master of Hundred-Grade pills?"
He remained silent, as he couldn't afford to be distracted. Ming Zhi Tian then asked, "Young Master Yin, how many Hundred-Grade pills do your Hundred-Grade alchemists usually refine in a day?"
Yin Fu said, "At most, six pills a day."
"Only six?" Ming Zhi Tian realized then that Hundred-Grade pills were indeed very rare.
Yin Fu felt a bit awkward at his words. "What's wrong? Is there a problem? This Master Huai Yue is a Hundred-Grade alchemy master we hired at a high salary, and he's a pillar of our Yin family. Not all families have the opportunity to secure such talent."